Married Openly, Mr. Huo's Old Love and New Wife

Youlin's ten years of loyalty to Zenan was the last deep love in this world. Youlin had countless reasons for giving up Zenan, including his future, his family, and his future comfortable life... She saw with her own eyes that Zenan and Zixuan exchanged wedding rings in front of the priest. Zenan married Zixuan. Whether they were childhood sweethearts or driven by profit, she bowed her head and blessed her. The Huo family couldn't tolerate her, couldn't tolerate Zenan's child in her belly, and couldn't tolerate her being a gardener's daughter as Zenan's wife. Zenan's grandmother wouldn't let her go, and neither would her biological mother. But Youlin was lucky in this life. Zenan is her life, her persistence engraved in her heart that will never fade away, then Zishen, Zishen is her salvation. When Youlin was most embarrassed and helpless, Chen Zishen held her hand and said to her, there is no room for you in their family, so I will give you a place to stay. Chen Zishen gave her a home and gave her child a legitimate identity. From then on, after years of misplaced emotions, Youlin and Zenan became two parallel lines. Youlin didn't know how deeply Chen Zishen loved her. She just remembered that afternoon when it suddenly rained. He pinched her shoulders and asked her desperately, how long will you stay safe for him? He said, Tong Youlin, you owe me a child, you owe me a lifetime. … Xiaoyuan looks more and more like Zenan, with his eyebrows, outline, and every smile. The more he looked like Zenan, the more jealous Chen Zishen became. But he always watched the child grow up, treating it as his own and loving him deeply. He squatted in front of Xiaoyuan, a ten-year-old child. He squatted, and the child was already a head taller than him. He said, "Dad is leaving. Xiaoyuan needs to be good and listen to his parents." So Xiaoyuan looked at the sky, "Which father is leaving, and which father should I listen to?" Chen Zishen was stunned. Xiaoyuan said, "I only have one father, and the other one... Is my uncle." After Xiao Yuan finished speaking, he left. Huo Zenan stood behind the door, his eyes burning. … Troop condolences performance, backstage, dressing room. Youlin had just put on her ballet shoes. When she turned around, she saw the tall Huo Zenan standing behind her. She was frightened. "Have you changed it?" He asked. "Yeah." "Is there going to be a performance?" He asked again. "Yeah." After a few seconds of silence, Youlin raised her eyes and looked at him, "What do you want to say?" The man smiled, as if peach blossoms were blooming between his eyebrows, "Remember today is my birthday, so you came with the group? Do you want to celebrate my birthday with me?" Youlin shrugged, "Yes, there are also gifts." The man's face changed slightly and he looked serious: "You are not allowed to bribe the chief!" Youlin leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Your family is going to have another cub. Does this count as bribery?"